The Devil's Vision

Parts 1, 2 & 3

The devil once said to his demons below,
"Our work is progressing entirely too slow.
The holiness people stand in our way
Since they do not believe in the show or the play.
 
They teach that the carnival, circus and dance,
The tavern and honky-tonk with game of chance,
Drinking and smoking, these things are wrong;
That Christians don't mess with the ungodly throng;
  
They are quick to condemn everything that we do
To cause unbelievers to be not a few.
They claim that these things are all of the devil;
That Christian folks live on a much higher level.
  
Now, fellows, their theology, while perfectly true
Is blocking the work we are trying to do.
We will have to get busy and figure a plan
That will change their standards as fast as we can.
 
Now I have a vision of just what we can do,
Hearken, I'll tell this deception to you;
Then find ye a wise, but degenerate man
Whom I can use — to help work out this plan.
  
There's nothing so real as the things that you see;
The eyes and the mind and the heart will agree;
So what can be better than an object to view?
I say it will work and convince not a few.
   
The home is the place for this sinful device,
The people deceived will think it quite nice.
The world will possess it; most Christians can't tell
That it's all of the devil and plotted in Hell!
  
We'll sell them with pictures of the latest news
And while they're still watching, we'll advertise booze.
At first it will shock them; they'll seem in a daze,
But soon they'll be hardened and continue to gaze.
  
We'll give them some gospel that isn't too strong
And a few sacred songs to string them along.
They'll take in the ads with the latest of fashions
And soon watch the shows that will stir evil passions.
   
Murder and love-making scenes they'll behold
Till their poor wretched souls will be utterly cold.
The old family alter which once held such charm
Will soon lose its place without much alarm.
 
Praying in secret will also be lost
As they look at the screen without counting the cost.
The compromise preachers, who don't take their stand,
Will embrace this new vision and think it is grand.
   
They'll help fool the people and cause them to sin
By seeking this evil and taking it in.
Influence is great — this you can see;
Just look at my fall and you'll have to agree.
 
It won't take too long, my demons, to tell
That the vision of Satan will populate Hell!
Divorce will increase; sex crimes will abound;
Much innocent blood will be spilled on the ground.
  
The home will be damned in short order I say,
When this vision of mine comes in to stay.
Get busy, my cohorts, and put this thing out;
We'll see if the church can continue to shout.
  
The holiness people who stand in our way
Will soon hush their crying against show and play.
We'll cover the earth with this devil vision
Then we'll camouflage it with the name television.
 
The people will think they are getting a treat
Till the Antichrist comes and takes over his seat.
He'll rule the world while the viewers behold
The face of the beast to whom they were sold.
 
We'll win through deception, this cannot fail;
Though some holiness preachers against it will rail."
 
- anonymous
 

"Now, in this new age of high-tech and science,
That my plan has unfolded to blacken their conscience,
I'll go one step further and ravage their souls
With the filthiest garbage the world's ever known.

The Web will destroy their last vestige of hope
That my sickness of evil won't cause them to grope
In the darkness of Hell that I'll flood the earth with;
While they sink in the sewer of my vast abyss.

Perversion will flourish, depravity abound;
As the Christians go on — with hardly a sound.
Some will wink at the sin, and some try to stop it;
Others will crave it, consume it, and secretly fall
as God watches on, and I laugh at them all.

They'll talk of their God and His great decrees;
At night they'll go home to inject my disease.
What a joke the whole world will eventually make
Of this holiness bunch — that will seem but a fake.

The families will suffer, the marriages die;
As the kids sneak upstairs to lust and then lie.
The men — oh, the husbands — their pressure will mount
From the sin they'll imagine and long to act out.

The wives will cry loudly as I wreck their homes;
I'll steal all that's precious, and savor their moans.
God will look down at this pitiful sight
And say, 'Why did my children not walk in the light?'

He'll wonder no doubt, that great God above,
Why His children seek evil and reject all His love;
Instead of obeying the words He has said,
They'd rather pretend that He really is dead.

Of course, if they knew He had such great plans,
How He longs to protect them in His loving hands;
They'd never, no never, wander away
In my land of deception that leads them astray.

It's almost too easy. And what a great shame
That even God's people won't honor His name.
I'm evil, I know it, as they should quite well;
But these fools, they're so stupid to dabble in Hell!

Perhaps if they saw the Jesus I tempted
And nailed to the cross while His family lamented;
His outstretched arms and His cries of such passion
For the world that now mocks Him and calls out of fashion;

If they saw this great man, Son of God from on high;
One look in His eyes, they'd no longer abide
In my cesspool of evil, debauchery, and lust.
They'd cry out for mercy and run in disgust.

They'd lift high the banner of His Holy Word
And live knowing surely my lies were absurd.
All the thrills that I promise of evil delights
Would soon be seen clearly as cancerous blights.

These Christians — if truly living for Him,
Would never allow me to lead at a whim;
They'd know that the One who guides from above
Wants nothing so dear but to keep them in love.

My plans will unfold, as even God said,
Though I know — at the last — I'll be worse off than dead.
Until then, my demons, you ignorant stools,
We must work on like mad, then eventually lose.

So be off, brilliant vipers, get busy right now!
I demand you to go! To deceive you must vow!
Computers and TV's — that and much more;
Work faster, my angels — before God shuts the door!

That pastor, I see him — he's serving the Lord.
Go after him now;  it may be he's bored.
You know the game, you masters of evil.
One look and he's hooked.  Then his world, I'll upheaval!

That lady, a mother, her children are watching;
Now off to her, demons, I think she needs catching!
She's writing sweet love notes to the men she adores
While her husband's away — and ogling whores.

It's sad, yes, I know, for those shameful saints
Who praise in the churches, then live like the ain'ts.
Hypocrisy — I cherish!  It gives me the chills
To see Christians pray — and then run for my thrills.

Never give up, and target them all! 
I'll show the world that they'll stumble and fall.
My desires are clear, and your orders are set.
Go after them now!  Fill each with regret!

My plan, it is working; this I can see.
If only these Christians knew they were free.
They would never again give heed to my lies.
They'd tear off the shackles and reclaim their lives.

Jesus — He paid it!  These fools were unbound!
Yet they follow me still — like a fox and a hound.
Why, I still wonder?  I guess it's my skill.
I'm the best at my craft; yes, I plunder and kill.

With Christ at their core, and His Spirit inside,
Why do they heed when I speak at their side?
All they must do is resist in His name,
Submit to their head, and run from the flame.

Yet, time after time, my cleverness wins.
All my demons — they fool them, and lead them to sin.
Oh, how God sorrows to see them let go
Of the blessings He promised, as if they don't know.

If only in wisdom, they'd keep out the world;
Do whatever it took — to not get embroiled
In the filth that I peddle, as if gold and silver;
What a change it would make — and many deliver.

God's plan is to keep them from all my pollution;
These fools, do they never see the solution?
It's hard, I admit, for them to let go,
But His plan is to keep them as white as the snow.

He wants them so free from the world and its harms;
That they daily can talk and stay safe in His arms.
He longs to hold them, to speak to their heart;
To mold them and use them — like a powerful dart.

Lights on a hill — these people would be!
This dark world would see them and never want me!
Some would still seek me, but others would see
That the Jesus inside them was greater than me.

But what am I saying?  My plan must go on!
I must ravage and pillage; my evil must spawn!
It's their fault they listen and stay in my prison,
When Jesus, their God, is alive — and is risen!" 
  
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"Again will I speak. My demons now hear:
Our darkness is spreading — our victory near!
From Hell's deepest pit to their living room box,
My vileness is creeping.  Let their consciences rot!

On premium channels, at night after ten,
After seeing my filth again and again;
They're ready for more, and it's time we bring out
Our most deviant spirits — too many to count!

Little by little, we'll rip up their minds
With Hell's propaganda dressed up in disguise.
Lesbian lovers filling the screen;
Looking so normal — that's how it will seem.

Gay men in romps — they'll see men using men
Till their hearts fill with lust when they look at a friend.
All that God hates, their eyes will consume,
As Sodom returns with a smile and a tune.

Swingers and swappers, orgies and games;
What's next? They'll ask, as their minds think that's tame.
Much more excitement!  How deep will they go?
My perversions — so wicked — their hearts crave to know.

My reprobate nature — in their lives I can see!
My demons, my demons, your work pleases me.
Diseases and scandal, homes torn apart;
Where His Spirit once reigned, I've now captured their heart. 

What's even more vicious is what we can teach
To the littlest young ones — a remote in their reach.
I'm seeing it now, all over the world,
Innocent creatures whose minds will be soiled.

Adults think it's harmless, though it's working on them!
But kids are like mush, and their brains are like phlegm.
MTV lures the teens to my world in a fury.
We start them out right, profaning His glory!

I can show them my evil on the Web and TV;
They'll see black as if white — and think God looks like me!
Sick?  Yes, I know.  But tonight filth will air.
And millions will watch!  Why should they care?

I've convinced nearly all that truth has no basis;
Wrong is not wrong, and right's what they make it.
Even Christians will watch — that's what I love best!
Those spiritual fatheads who stick out their chest.

If you're reading this now, you're probably disgusted.
But if truth could be known, half your church would be busted.
Isn't it normal to have HBO? Cinemax, Showtime — of course AOL?
Gold-covered sewer pipes gushing out Hell!

Most soak up Hades, though a few remain clean.
Teens find the secret and relish the scenes.
Beyond all that's evil — that's where we're heading!
The worst of the worst — it's coming! Get ready!

When Jesus comes back, what will He find?
A church filled with liars, warping their minds! 
This is my dream, and it's speeding along.
God's people blend in, and they're singin' my song!

The world won't discover until it's too late:
My corruption is dooming — and sealing their fate.
Nations will fall from the loftiest heights;
Like great Rome discovered — depravity bites!

America's crumbling, right from within;
The families are dying, drowning in sin.
I'm Satan — I did it!  You demons know well.
I've been plotting and scheming, exporting our Hell.

They better wake up and get back in line
On the straight and the narrow that God had in mind.
If not, then they're finished.  If they don't resist,
My Hell will take over.  More minds will I twist!

Good will be evil, and evil called good!
We're halfway there now, so maybe we should
Get back on the prowl — like lions a watching!
Demons, Go now!  More families need botching!

It's all up to you.  You readers, I mean.
To me — or your God — are you bowing the knee?
My demons will hunt you!  Each day in your ear
We'll whisper temptations to draw you in near.

Then we'll pounce on your soul and burn out your zeal!
We'll whip up some poison and serve you our meal.
We know we're defeated.  In Christ, we were done.
But not if you yield!  In that case, we've won! 

So choose you this day!  Is it me or your Lord?
Is it compromise city or life in the Word?
Make up your minds, you wavering fools!
We're coming full throttle!  We're into your schools!

Let down your guard, and we'll strip out your soul!
Better follow your God, or your head's gonna' roll.
So never forget, as you say you love Jesus,
That I'm after your mind, and my chase never ceases. 

The worst is still coming, and you'll be amazed!
You can watch and enjoy it!  Continue to gaze!
I'll lie and deceive you, and you'll never know it;
Cause you're stupid and foolish — and destined to blow it! 

Just prove me wrong, you arrogant pigs!
Will you let me destroy you and ravish your kids?
You're lazy and rich!  You're too dumb to fight!
I see you at home when you turn out the light!

So what'll it be?  I'm watching you now!
What's your decision?  To whom will you bow? 
Your life's but a vapor!  The Word makes that clear.
I'm taking it from you, with all you hold dear! 

You'll never serve Him!  Your life is a waste!
Come on and fight me!  I'll tear off your face!
Hey, is it working?  Are my lies catching on?
I knew you'd believe me.  It's worked all along!" 
 
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